You sit up to find yourself face to maw with a lizard that was more than large enough to snap you up into your jaws. Your only conclusion was that this was where the voice had come from. And if it had, you most definitely had need for worry.
"U-umm, what did you just say?" You posed this question, hoping upon anything you could that the creature had meant something other than what you thought.
"You didn't hear me?" It said, in the same female voice. "Then let me spell it out for you." She stuck her head a little closer. "I, Rosira, Queen of the Lizards, am going to swallow you whole, and enjoy every minute of you squirming inside of me."
If that wasn't obvious enough for you, then you would have to be an idiot. You now knew that your only chance of not ending up deep in the bowels of this lizardess was to stall, and hope for a chance to escape.
"Queen of the Lizards? How do the lizards decide who their queen is? Is there a vote, or are you born into it?"
"Hmm? Well, I happen to be the largest of us around, and so the title should obviously go to me."
A self-proclaimed title, huh? "Oh, of course. And the most beautiful too. I don't think any other lizard would deserve that title more so than you. And probably none after ever will."
You could make out a smug grin on Rosira's lizard face. "Smart and knows true beauty when he sees it. I should hope that you taste as good as you are polite." Her tongue slips out and licks her lips.
She takes a step closer and you start crawling backwards, trying to get away. But she matches your pace every bit of the way, only needing to take a few steps. And before long, you're backed up against a tree.
You make another plea. "S-surely a queen such as yourself wouldn't settle for something as measly and pathetic like me? You deserve only the best, the most exotic to dine on."
She scratched the bottom of her jaw, seeming to consider what you said, then taking another glance at you, she shakes her head. "Yes, I do deserve the most exotic. And I've never quite seen a bug like you. And of course, you're not pathetic. You're larger than most bugs I eat. And besides, I just woke up from a nap, and don't really care what, but I want something in my stomach, and you're nice and big, and exotic to boot."
She thought you were a bug? "A bug? But I'm not a bug, I'm a human."
"Human? Sounds like some kind of exotic tasting bug to me. Now, would you stop delaying me, and let me enjoy my snack in peace? A queen should have her wishes respected."
You open your mouth to argue more, but she sticks out her tongue, pressing it against your face, effectively silencing you. You can no longer see because of the appendage, but you feel her warm sticky breath wash over your body as she puts her mouth over you. Rosira's lips clamp down on you, and the tongue pulls away, the faint light allowing you to see the inside of her maw in full. You try to squirm out, hoping that her grip would be lose enough for her to drop you, and maybe you'd be able to out run her.
Rosira then brought her head up, raising it into the sky so that you were now looking down into her throat. Her grip loosened, and you continued to squirm, forgetting about gravity until it was too late. Your squirms dislodged you. Right down into her hungry, gaping throat. Your head barely brushed the uvula as you tried to push yourself out to stop your decent, but to no avail. As soon as you hit the esophagus, it pulled you down, carrying you into her awaiting gut.
After you reached your destination, your squirmed for a while, before finally succumbing to exhaustion, and fell asleep. When you woke up, you were out side again, covered in lizard dung.
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